My eyes were searching for him the minute I entered the venue. Then I felt stupid, because I knew he had not yet arrived. I was taken to a room and seated there. Here I sat, all decked up in the silk saree and the jewellery that we had picked up together. I knew I looked good, yet I wanted his acknowledgement. After all, all this was for him. As the minutes passed, I oscillated between staring at the clock and the mirror. After adjusting my hair for the billionth time, he called to say that he had reached. My parents rushed out to greet him and his family. But I was still asked to be seated inside the room, waiting to be called out.
Thankfully his room was straight opposite mine. The door to my room was slightly ajar and I could see tiny glimpses of him. It was a while before I could get a good look at him.
From across the room I gazed at him. He looked splendid. I knew that the blue would look great on him. He looked back at me and stared in awe. This was the first time ever he was seeing me like this, and we weren't even supposed to look at each other! He gestured that I was looking good and I smiled back. For a moment we just stood looking at each other. The love in his eyes for me made me feel like the luckiest girl in the whole world. The ten yard distance between us then felt too long. I wanted to be by his side, holding his hand. But I knew I had to wait. As the pujari started his puja with our parents, we just stood on either ends looking at each other with a feeling of triumph. I'm so glad I held on. I'm so glad he didn't let me give up. As we stood there listening to the faint ring of bells and chants, the past year flashed by. It just felt like yesterday and here we were today.
It would have meant a lot of other things to others, but for us it was just a celebration of our love. Even though majority of the people attended the event to find flaws and went back with a burnt
ass finger, for Cal and me it was only about us. The audience be damned. As expected a lot of unnecessary people tried to create unnecessary scenes, but we cared two hoots about it. It was our day and we wanted to live every minute of it. As we stood there, looking at each other, waiting to be called out we both happily realized one thing. That this was only the beginning.
Moments later, as we slipped our perfectly designed rings on each other's finger, I felt fireworks all through my body. The smile on his face and the happiness in his eyes was what I was living for. He held me close and whispered "It happened!" Later that evening when we met for the first time as fiancé and fiancée at our usual hangout we realized that nothing has changed. Expect for the rings on our finger. I didn't need anything more then. My world was here.
Yes, yes, Cal and I got engaged. Woohoo! I can't describe the event out here because it was so magical. It remains embedded in my mind and it stays there forever. All I can say is that I probably am more in love with him now. And he more crazier. For all those who said that things would change once we were committed, "Up yours!"